Personal Narrative: We Were In My Car

We were in your car, on our way back to my house. I remember your voice just sounding so happy and you getting louder and louder as you were telling me why you adored me so much. You continued to tell me I was beautiful and so important to you. You kept telling me over and over about these feelings you had emotionally and physically for me. Every word you proceeded to tell me, made me feel warm. Watching these words spill off of your lips, gave me butterflies. I smiled, oh so big. My face was beginning to hurt so much. It was becoming painful, although it was good pain, I could not stop. It was dark, and I love the lights and watching you talk and seeing the lights hit your face made you look so beautiful. As we got into town, I looked out

I know that there are so many more people in this entire universe. So many other people. It is quite ridiculous, it amazes me. Knowing that there are other people, I don’t want anyone else. I want you. I want you when you are upset, when you make a mistake, even when we do not agree at times. I will still, always, forever, want you Chesnie Nicole. I want you to trust and believe in me. Always remember I will not ever let you down. You always tell me I need to start going to bed earlier but girl, you are my favorite reason to lose sleep. The way you look at me, has me falling to my knees. It is so gosh darn hard to act like I am all put together when I look you in the eyes. You instantly have me going weak. I love you and it is not because you make me happy, not because you make me feel so special, or not even because you are literally the sweetest person on this planet, but because I love you. Plain and simple. Just like that. When I first turned to look back at you, your smile was all I could see. You had my undivided attention from the start. I got all I need when you came after